Caged Mentality

POV: Greg Sully

So... what to do about not having Riel anymore. I was really pissed at Kris to be honest. Yes, I can be selfish. I do care about Riel though. A lot. I don't mean to sound like an ass... I didn't see him as often since he started dating the stupid jerk that changed everything.

Why did Riel have to fall for some stupid kid? He wasn't even twenty yet. Hell, he didn't know much about him either.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not jealous. Not of him dating. I don't like him romantically. Like I said we had a deal, and we are one of the few people in the world who have been able to keep it. We never grew to love each other romantically. Just as friends.

Furthermore I did lose the one person I could sleep with that I knew I could trust. It sucked major ass. I wasn't liking this at all. I'm not even entirely sure that Riel did. Mostly because he was making an honest effort to be better about his habits. He wanted to wait to sleep with Kris. As far as I was aware anyway. Knowing Riel it wouldn't last. Which I guess was fine. I felt better knowing they weren't doing anything.

No, I am not jealous.

“What are you thinking about?” Joel snapped me back into reality a few moments after. I had a lot on my mind lately.

I sighed heavily then glancing over at him and then at my cell. I had a text message from Riel. Hell yes! I grinned, Joel of course looking over my shoulder.

Wanna hang at my place today? Haven't seen you in forever.

Of course I wanted to. It'd been over a week since I saw him last. Though I did call him a few times. The past weekend was actually more to blame on some kid who had issues. Work related obviously. I texted him back.

“Aren't you the lucky one. Get to see Dr. Carlin for once.” Joel rolled his eyes then moving over to Spence.

“Are you two dating or something? You seem way to close lately.”

“Hell no.” Spence laughed, “Maybe someday but not now. I like just doing as I please. You know that. I don't want to turn out like Riel.” he bit his lip glaring at nothing. Of course he'd be bitter.

I shook my head. “Still pissed at him?”

“There a reason I shouldn't be? That bastard. He goes after some stupid ass....” he trailed off obviously mentally kicking the shit out of Riel and Kris.

I wouldn't blame him. How things happened between Spence and Riel weren't exactly pleasant. But we all wished he'd get over it. Oh, yeah, reason number two why Riel hates himself.

I was thinking we could watch movie, maybe a video game. Hell could get drunk too I miss hanging

What movie could I possibly watch. I didn't have any in mind. But I suppose we could just wing it. I sent a text back to Riel again then focusing on Spence and Joel.

“I really wish you'd get over him at times Spence.” Joel mumbled clenching his fists.

Of course. It was going to happen exactly like it did between Spence and Riel. One falling for the other. The other not returning the feelings. It was a lot more complicated than that however. Riel was going to date him. He led him on actually is the best way to put it. Then chickened out.

It would have been more simple if he never slept with Spence. But of course... Spence already had a bad past with his boyfriends. He took it as Riel not trusting him. Riel wouldn't date him because he was afraid to hurt him and afraid Spence would hurt him. Spence never would have. He cares about Riel more than most...just he's more angry at him now than anything.

He still has a thing for him. That's beyond obvious. Anytime the two are next to each other they don't talk. The stupid part is Riel is oblivious to the fact that Spence is still mad at him. And still likes him. Spence isn't the type to go chasing after people though. I respect him for that reason.

“You should really move on. There is Joel you know. You two get along well.” I added, smiling. “Riel isn't the only guy on the planet worth dating.”

He shot both of us a cold glare. “I just think I deserved a chance. But he's giving this kid one.”

“Be happy he is happy with Kris. I don't particularly like the fact their together, but I don't want to ruin their relationship. He's happy with him.” I sighed.

“What about me? He didn't give a shit about my happiness. Why should I about his?”

“That's the exact attitude that would make him wanna date you...” I muttered sarcastically.

I opened my cell again.

Come over in ten?

“I gotta get going. I'm going to hang out with Riel. Have fun with each other I guess...and move on already...”

“Tell the little fucker I need to talk to him sometime then. I'll be damned if he gets with that kid for good before I give him a piece of my mind.” Spence spat angrily standing up and pulling Joel out of the cafe roughly.

I shook my head. I headed out to my car. I didn't have a nice car like Riel and Joel. I was just a radio DJ. Joel is an architect and has a kick ass car. Corvette...I wish it was mine....

I arrived at Riel's house about fifteen minutes later. Oh well if I was late... I always was. I was so used to coming here I just opened the door and walked in.

“Bout time you got here you lazy faggot.” Riel grinned hugging me but pulled away quickly. I didn't like that. I was used to being able to kiss him. Such is life I guess.

“What you wanna do?” I asked punching him playfully. “Seeing how half our old things are eliminated now.”

“Not to sure. We could just watch a movie you know?” he mumbled then staring at the floor and heading to the living room. I followed sitting on the couch lazily.

“Wanna show me those wrists of yours? I don't doubt that Kris takes care of you, but I just wanna make sure. Where is the little brat anyway?”

“Work.” Riel shook his head smiling, “you're such an ass. My wrists are clean. Alright?” he pulled up his sleeves showing them to me. I nodded.

He looked through the movies. I just watched him. Honestly I did feel bad about half the thoughts crossing my mind. All of them ending with me here in the morning. I couldn't do that to him. He'd hate himself. That was what stopped me the most. I couldn't knowingly hurt my best friend.

“Sweeney Todd?” I questioned staring at him blankly. That movie had a lot of memories for us. And not the greatest for someone who was now taken.

“Is that bad?” he was acting so fucking cute now.

I shook my head and smiled. “Whatever you wanna watch. Makes no difference to me.”

He put it in the player then sat next to me. I seemed to be concentrating on the movie fine until a while into it. I was so used to this movie being interrupted by Riel tackling me. We never watched the whole thing.

“This movie is rather gory... I never noticed.” I commented.

He looked over at me as if trying to restrain himself. He only nodded. It was feeling somewhat awkward. He ripped his eyes away from my gaze then looked back at the TV.

It probably wasn't the best idea to make him talk when he didn't want to. But half of me was thinking it would be a better idea to turn the lights back on. The movie dragged on for about another twenty minutes.

“I'm gonna get a drink, you want anything?” I asked standing.

He shook his head yes. “I want something strawberry....”

I couldn't help but laugh, he sounded like Spence now. What a weird group of guys I knew. Finding all the ingredients wasn't so simple. He'd moved half of it to the kitchen. Finally I managed to collect everything and walked back to the living room handing him his drink.

It was an old habit that had me sit next to him with my arm around him. I gulped down most of my drink once I was sitting on the couch. It tasted good.

“You're doing good with your job.” he smiled at me then stopping. “You're drinking my favorite.” his smile formed into a smirk pressing his forehead against mine.

“Not too many stations around play hard shit. Easy for mine to get good ratings that way.” I returned the same expression, both of us obviously forgetting how close we were to each other.

He shrugged, “you're better than the chicks and that one weird guy that's on during the weekends.”

we both laughed. I watched him drink the rest of his drink.

“You ate something before drinking right?”

“Fuck no.” Riel chuckled then taking what was left in my cup and gulping it down. He was going to end up drunk pretty fast.

It was hard to not laugh at this thought. “You're gonna end up so fuckin wasted if you keep this up.”

“Is that so? Don't you like me better drunk?” he was already getting tipsy. Even though he had some alcohol tolerance in his body, he weighed almost nothing and was on an empty stomach drinking it really fast.... just about every action you could perform to get drunk fast.

I laughed feeling him pin me to the couch. “I guess it depends.”

“If you don't want me drink lot more...” he was making less sense picking up the other drink on the table. He was sipping it this time at least.

“Hey, learn to share Riel!” I grabbed it from him after he let me up and drank the rest.

“Fuck it, you won't let me even have my favorite drink. If you wanna share so badly, you better lemme have a taste of that shit.” he grinned shoving me back against the couch again. He sat on my stomach then leaning down and pressing his lips to mine.

Fuck... he was going to do this? I couldn't just let him. He had Kris. Was he forgetting? I tried to get up but he just tangled his hand in my hair. He used his tongue to force open my mouth, not like I was complaining. His kisses were my biggest weakness.

I wrapped my arms around him pulling him down and as close to me as I could. I never let him have control over situations like this long.

Forcing his head to the side I used my teeth to mark his neck. I could feel his body squirming in my arms. His fingers traced my side down to my hips digging his nails into me as hard as possible. It just made me want to bite him longer, harder.

My hands slid down his back coming back up pulling off his shirt. We stared at each other for a while hearing both our breaths be short and quick. Our minds were all fucked up due to alcohol and lust. This couldn't end good... not for him...

“Rie...”

“Shut the fuck up.” he muttered quietly immediately pressing his lips on mine again for a few moments. He pulled away then sitting between my legs pulling me up to a sitting position.

If he wasn't going to let me say anything...I'd have to find someway to make Kris think this was my fault. I couldn't have Kris mad at Riel. He was freakin drunk and not making it easy for me to get him away. I'd have to make Riel think this was my fault. I didn't need him cutting again.

“You're going to regret this....” I whispered feeling him unbutton my shirt and run his lips up my chest then kissing the base of my neck. He got on his knees to reach my face placing kisses along my jaw line then biting my ear.

I felt shock waves flowing through my body forgetting most of what I was even supposed to be doing. Riel wasn't listening and my body was shutting down comprehension. His lips were leaving marks all over my body. I couldn't help but let small moans slip out of my lips in pleasure.

Lifting him off the couch I took him into his room slamming the door shut and shoving him against it. I needed him at this point. And it was clear he needed this too. I kept him off the floor in my arms. My lips ran from one shoulder to the next then back placing kisses all over his revealed skin. I had every inch of his body memorized. I knew each spot on him that would make him shutter and beg for more.

I let him on the the floor. My hands slid down his chest to his belt. But I stopped my hand there.

“What are you stopping for?” Riel demanded crushing my lips with his then trailing his lips down to my stomach.

I smirked forcing him to come to my eye level. “And who said you could try and take control of this?” I questioned watching his eyes slit into a glare. I was teasing him. I laughed when he shoved me back onto the bed. My arms quickly wrapped around his waist.

“If you're not going to take over someone has to. Teasing isn't nice.” he grinned pressing himself purposely into the one area he knew he'd get a response.

Something had to be seriously fucked up with this whole night. I came over to hang out with mister boyfriend. And here he was trying to sleep with me...

Our bodies moved in sync against the others in a tangled mess among the sheets. We would both wake up tomorrow regretting everything. But at the current moment we were too drunk off alcohol and desires to care.